In Your Eyes
After a long absence to life,
After a profound hiatus
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Every passing tune and the cry of life is unknown to me and I am within me a burning stream, A newborn baby amid a strange world....! ! !
All the old trees are gone, Cut or broken to be dust, The growing season with the fervent Joy of friendship and the delighted souls who spread the hue of love and pain and the fear, sweet and sour